My House of Horrors

The owner of the 104 Road Ring has been changed, but the red raincoat is still very constrained by the car. She stands outside with her hands peeled off the door and the red raincoat is very prominent in the night.

“Just along the way, let's go to Lywan Town tonight.

”Chen Gong extended an invitation to Red Raincoat, and he had a lot of questions he wanted to ask each other.

Earlier, when he left in a hearse, he handed over the “trafficker” who had abducted the red raincoat child to the red raincoat. This time, when he saw the red raincoat, the trafficker disappeared.

Chen Gong guessed that the red raincoat might have found out the information he wanted from the other person's mouth and found the location of his child.

If there was no harvest, she would not have waited at the station for the 104 to reappear.

“If you're ready, we can go save your kids tonight, and I'll be with you, that's my promise to you.” Walking to the front door, Chan Sing bent down and said to the red raincoat.

Her mouth was stitched with blood silk and the red raincoat couldn't speak, and she made a strange gesture at Chan Gong.

Fingertips point to the 104 Luling, then to Chen Song's face, finally to the heart of Chen Song, the last five fingers close together, as if to rub Chen Song's heart.

“A hearse? My face, my heart?” It took a few seconds for Chan Song to react: “You mean, there's a guy who looks just like me, trying to rip my heart out? And he's in the hearse now? ”

The red raincoat did not nod or shake his head, his eyes passed through the gap in the dark hair, and he reached out and grabbed Chen Gong's arm, seemingly trying to drag him out of the shuttle bus 104.

This car has been taken as his property by Chen Gong, how could he easily give up, and the backpack and white cat are still in the car.

Chen Song took a step back. Red raincoat saw Chen Song's movements. He didn't continue to push hard and let go of his hand.

The storm slipped down her hat and the red raincoat seemed to be trying to convey a message to Chen Gong. She pointed in the direction of Lywan Town and then made a baby hug move.

Before Chen Song figured out the meaning of her action, the red raincoat returned to the platform.

Blood slipped off the raincoat and the platform under her feet was stained red.

The vehicle started slowly, and the red raincoat stopped in the center of the platform and took the 104th Street Ring away.

They are getting closer and closer to the town of Lywan, and the more rain it rains outside.

You can't see any light through the windows, and the whole car looks like it's wrapped in darkness.

“What exactly does she mean?” Red raincoat refuses to get in the car, which is not the same plan as before Chen Gong: “If she doesn't want to cooperate with me, there is no need to make a noise just now, let alone wait at the station, she should feel dangerous, so she won't get in the car. ”

Sneaking eyes on passengers in the car, doctors and drunkards should be ordinary people, Chen Gong focused more attention on red heels and smiling men.

“Shall we do it first?” Chen Gong was reckoning in his heart, and his phone in his pocket suddenly shook.

Chen Gomez hung up and sent a message to that number.

“Team Lee, I can't answer the phone right now. Let's talk by text. ”

It was Li Zheng who had just called. When Chen Guo saw the call, he realized that something had happened.

“Jaming escaped from the hospital! Be careful! He tried to kill you!” Li Zheng replied with three exclamation marks.

“Why did you kill me? I'm not messing with him? And isn't he in the hospital? How did he escape when you were guarding him?” The police in Jiujiang can definitely count as the elite, and Chen Song has always had great confidence in them.

“This lunatic tells us how pathetic he is, that he is just a victim, and then, through eleven different stories, he describes to us a shadow monster who specializes in masquerading and changing his voice, telling us that the monster is the real killer, and that he is just a pathetic man who is coerced. ”

“Eleven stories? ”

“Yes! An entire eleven stories of him being coerced behind the scenes and forced to do something against his will, without any logic, and the results of our on-site investigation basically match what he said. ”

“That means he's not lying. ”

“Yes, he didn't lie, but he lied the biggest one!” Li Zheng's emotions fluctuated a little, and there were lots of spaces and exclamation marks in the text message: “The real killer didn't exist at all, he invented it, he was the only real killer! Eleven stories, eleven murders, he did it all! ”

When he saw this text message from Li Zheng, Chen Song understood it. The 11 stories he told may represent 11 lives.

“This seemingly weak, wimpy fellow has a totally morbid soul hidden deep inside! In describing these stories to us, he shed several tears, lost his voice in pain, his words filled with repentance, and even the attitude of doctors and nurses towards him changed. We went to the site to verify that, as he told us more and more things, the more alarmed we were, in order to find out as quickly as possible, we had to constantly draw police forces. ”

“Jaming's illness worsened again tonight, and he was sent by a doctor for rescue, leaving a police guard behind. ”

“But on the way to the emergency room, this guy, who couldn't even walk, jumped out the window on the second floor. He had planned everything. He had observed the route in secret. The ward was on the third floor. The emergency room was on the first floor. Fifty meters after going out was the back alley. There were many forks inside, and one person could not catch him at all. ”

Li Zheng sent over Jia Ming's escape process, but Chen Guo was not interested in these: “Team Li, I had always expected Jia Ming's escape. What's the matter with you that he wanted to kill me? ”

“We found some slag next to the hospital bed where he slept, pushed open the bedside table, on the back of the wooden cabinet, your name was engraved with nails, and after all the names were engraved, you would dig them up a little bit. If it weren't for hate, who would do something like that? Anyway, be careful, we suspect he might be looking for you. ”

“I never knew Jaming before, and he couldn't have hated me so much unless it wasn't Jaming who manipulated his body.” Through Li Zheng's text message, Chen felt that the shadow should still be in Jaming's body. He would faint outside the White Dragon Cave tunnel that night, possibly because of some accident.

“By the way, where are you now? Don't wander around tonight! ”

After a while, Li Zheng sent another text message. Chen Song wasn't surprised at first. When he was about to reply, he stopped suddenly: “Wait, why should Li team ask where I am now? When he texted me, there were basically very few exclamation marks. Would this person who texted me not be Li Zheng, but Jaming? ”